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Genma
entered his apartment expecting to find his lover waiting for him.
There had
been no indication of danger, nothing foretold of things to come. His day had
been quite ordinary. A relatively simple mission, followed by
a quick and dirty report to the Hokage.
Hopefully soon to be followed by a quick and dirty greeting from his
lover. Genma
loved those greetings.
Instead, he
found a pissed off Hyuuga brat on his couch. Raidou and the interloper were
drinking tea. The cups were mostly empty which meant the conversation had been
going for some time. Raidou was always slow to drink his tea.
Genma
dislike for the prissy little brat doubled in an instant.
It tripled
when he caught wind of the conversation.
�You mean -
you know? And you don�t care? How can you not care? He�s having sex with
another man.�
�I know,�
said Raidou, enunciating each word with excruciating precision.� He sipped his tea calmly despite his obvious
irritation. �I�ve known the whole time, Hyuuga-San.�
�How can
you not be angry about this? He�s
cheating on you!� snarled Neji.
�No.�
Raidou leant forward with his tea cup clutched in his hands. The strain of the
conversation was shown in the whiteness of his knuckles. �Be very clear on this
Hyuuga-San, Genma has done nothing wrong by me. I�m not angry - because I�m not
hurt; and I�m not hurt, because I�ve know about it the whole time.�
�You knew, and you didn�t try to stop it?�
Neji�s eyes bored into the elder man�s. The Hyuuga was seated stiffly on the
cushions, back straight as his aunts had taught him. He radiated a quite
distress.
Genma�s
dislike of the interfering little Hyuuga exploded. He slammed the door shut and
signaled his presence to the occupants of the room. This casual visit only
confirmed what Genma had suspected. The gossip network had been in overdrive
with the young Hyuuga�s bizarre, love sick behaviour around a certain War
Leader.
It was that little bastard in the
alley way, must have been, thought Genma. Damned
interfering brat.
He smirked.
It was, in Genma�s opinion, the responsibility of the elders to guide the
younger generation, i.e. it was time to take the Hyuuga-brat down a peg.
�Fancy meeting you here, Hyuuga.�
Neji
inclined his head politely. �Shiranui-San.�
�To what to
I owe the pleasure of this visit, Hyuuga?� Genma caught the younger man�s eye,
daring him with a smirk to look away.
Neji did
not waiver. �An errand, Shiranui-San, nothing to concern
yourself with.�
�An errand?
Coming to my home and harassing my lover, that�s an errand? What�s a mission
then, breaking up a marriage?�
A huff
preceded his response. �Funny that you should accuse me of
adultery.�
The fair
haired man clenched his fists. Muscles in Genma arms corded in preparation for
combat. Rarely had he been so angered in his own home. He dug his fingernails
into his palm. A slow, sadistic smile took control of his features.
�Don�t you
have better things to do? Maybe you should visit you own lover� oh, wait, you
don�t have one,� said Genma snidely.
Neji
bristled like a wet cat.
�Shiranui
�San.� His lips curled in a sneer. �You�re behavior is unbecoming for a Jounin
of your stature.�
Raidou felt
his heart beat against his chest in response to the mounting tension. Genma did
not take kindly to people coming to Raidou with complaints about his behaviour.

�Let me make myself clear. Fuck off, Brat. You�re sticking your nose where it�s
not wanted, and making an ass of yourself.�
The cat
analogy held. Now Neji looked like he was about to hiss. The Hyuuga�s eyes
hardened over a curled lip.
�Do you
think you�re helping him, Shiranui �San? Do you think that back alley sex will
help him? Have you even tried to find out how to help him?�
�I don�t
answer to you, Kid. I answer to the Hokage, and Raidou. You got a problem with
me �helping� Shikamaru, too damn bad.�
Neji stood.
His tea cup dropped, neglected, on the short table in front of the couch. The
two Ninja stared at each other across the scarred wood of the tabletop.
Neither waivered. Neither would step down from the other�s challenge.

The ruckus
could be heard for several city blocks.
These were
the times that the loss of the Uchiha clan was most noticeable. Few people in
the village, even Ninja, were willing to get involved when Jounin�s decided to
have it out the old fashion way.
Unfortunately,
or fortunately, Kakashi was one of the few who would intervene. With his own special brand of logic.
Kakashi
entered the apartment via the window. Raidou seemed surprised at the sudden
entrance. Genma and Neji didn�t seem to notice. That; or they didn�t care.
Genma�s arm
was held to his side like a marionette with a string cut.
Neji�s hair
was missing a few strands. Kakashi allowed his eyes to follow the angle. Ah, he though when he spied a Senbon
lodged in wall, this has gone far enough.
�Gentleman,�
said Kakashi, his eye bending into his trademark bow/smile, �really, you can
always make another cup of tea.�
Both Ninja
looked blankly at the Copy-Nin. Kakashi could almost see the wheels turning in
their heads. Neji unraveled the Kakashi�s logic first. His eyes strayed to the
spilt tea on the coffee table.
Genma
followed the younger man gaze to the fallen tea cup.� The entire fight, from the spilt tea to
Kakashi�s entrance, had taken less than a few second. Raidou was an excellent
Shinobi, but the others were amongst the fastest Shinobi in the fire country.
Oddly, it
was Raidou who regained his compose first.
�Good
afternoon, Kakashi. Would you like some tea?�
Kakashi
smiled under his mask. �I�d love some tea, Raidou. Just let me finish up here.�
Raidou
nodded and made his way to the kitchen.
Silence
rained over the three Shinobi, two of which were still locked in a battle of
glares.
�You,� said
Kakashi, finger pointed towards Genma, �get over yourself. You�re not
Shikamaru�s Dom, and you have no real claim on him. He�s not yours, and you
have no right to fight over him in front of Raidou.�
Genma�s
Senbon dangled limply from his lips at Kakashi�s words. He looked towards the
kitchen. Raidou busied himself with the tea. Genma could see the line of
tension in his lover�s shoulders. Oh
shit.
Genma shot
a final glare at Neji before he stalked into the kitchen. Kakashi figured
there�d be about three nights of sleeping on the couch for the Senbon chewing
Shinobi.
�You,� the
finger moved to Neji, �are not his Dom either. I
expect better from you, Neji. This is not your house, and your behaviour,
though understandable, is unseemly. Get out. Now.�
Neji may be
a Jounin, but Kakashi was older, meaner, and infinitely more devious.
Neji
stormed out of the apartment, thanking Raidou for the tea in hurried tones, and
muttering an apology for disturbing his afternoon.
�Kakashi sighed. Why couldn�t it have been Lesbians having a pillow fight?

His ruffled
feathers had cooled after a brief but to the point conversation with Kakashi at
the entrance to Raidou and Genma�s apartment building. The Copy-nin had been
brutal in his assessment of Neji�s actions, and given Neji some very clear
imagery of what would happen if he decided to �drop in� on Raidou again.
Neji had
wondered if his ears were as red as they felt after the bashing they had
received courtesy of one very annoyed Copy-nin. The man did not like to have
his reading time interrupted.
Neji had
visited a park near the centre of the village afterwards. He could not have
entered the Hyuuga compound in the state he had left the Copy-nin. One look at him and sever concerned Aunties would be called to
identify the cause of the distress.
Several
concerned Aunties descending upon him was always a cause of distress for Neji.
Neji had
relaxed under the shade over a tree older than the village itself. Ordinarily,
Neji would have taken the time for training, but his lack of sleep the night
before had worn is resolve. Neji spent the time predicting the conversation he
intended to have with Shikamaru. He was confident that he could discuss the
topic with Shikamaru like adults.
He was
wrong.

Neji make
his way back to the Hyuuga compound in late afternoon. He was walking causally
down the street, not in Shikamaru�s neighbourhood,
but quite close to it, when he felt a hand land on his shoulder.
Odd; Neji�s
senses were usually better than that. For a slit second, Neji thought the
village was under threat. He turned to face his attacker.
Shikamaru
hand fell from his shoulder, the other man gaze fixed on his face.
�Neji, we
need to talk.�
The Nara turned on his heel and strode
towards his apartment building.
Confused
and somewhat intrigued, Neji followed.
Shikamaru�s
apartment door was open. Neji felt a flash of heat as he recalled the first
night that he followed Shikamaru; how the other had entered this apartment and
touched himself in the shower.
Too late,
Neji realized that Shikamaru had been spoken.
�Sorry, I
missed that.�
�I said, this has to stop.�
Neji raised
an aristocratic brow. �Stop?�
The Nara huffed a
breath and folded his arms across his chest. The normally laid back man looked
seriously at his guest. Neji wondered if enemies felt the same sense of fear at
the intensity of that look. It was like the other man knew everything,
everything you�d done, everything you were thinking, and everything you were
going to do.
It was
unnerving.
�These �accidental� encounters. Asking about me all over the
village. � The Nara sucked in an unsteady breath. His
arms were crossed in front of him and fingers drummed restlessly over this
biceps.� �And you are to stop interfering
with my personal relationships. Going to Raidou�s
apartment was not acceptable.�
The Nara�s chest heaved with angry breaths.
Neji paused for a few moments to allow the younger man to regain his composure.
Neji stood calmly in the Nara�s living room until the other�s got
himself under control.
�Better
now?� he queried. Shikamaru nodded. �Good. I would like us to discuss this as
adults. Shikamaru, I disagree with you. Raidou was being cheated on. If I had
been in the same situation, I would have wanted someone to tell me, not have it
covered up. Lying to your fellow Shinobi is dishonest, and should not be practiced
on personal affairs. � said Neji haughtily.
�Whether or
not you agree is irrelevant, Neji. Butt out of my life. You�re not my friend,
and certainly not my lover, and you had no right to interfere. All you�ve done
is upset a good friend of mine. In future, keep your opinions to yourself.�
Neji�s
Hyuuga trained composure slipped, his head snapping back as if the Nara had slapped him.
The comment
stung. Though they�d never been drinking buddies, never cut classes together or
lazed away an afternoon staring at clouds, Neji had liked to count Shikamaru as
one of his friends, or at the very least, an equal.
He cast his
eyes towards the wall, the couch, the floor, anywhere but Shikamaru. Neji
couldn�t look at him. The other man�s words cut deeper the longer they hung
between them.
�Do I
have any friends, wondered Neji. Or
are they all comrades?
He couldn�t
contain the slump in his shoulders. Nor could he find something to occupy his
now to empty hands. Neji gripped one finger of his right hand with his left in
an effort to stop himself from fidgeting.
�I�m sorry
that you don�t feel the bonds of friendship with me, Shikamaru,� he said
without raising his head.
Shikamaru�s
anger drained out of his posture and left slumped shoulders in its wake. He
sighed and closed his eyes briefly. He felt slightly guilty for his attack on
the older man.
�Neji,� he
said, voice tired like he�d come back from an A-rank mission, �I realize that
you think you�re helping, I do. I just-, - I don�t need your help, ok? I can handle
this on my own.�
Neji sought
the other eyes. The Hyuuga believe that the eyes of other clans were
transparent with emotion. Years of reading emotion in Hyuuga eyes made each
clan member an expert at reading emotions in another�s eyes.�
Shikamaru�s
eyes spoke of exhaustion, frustration, need and loneliness. Perhaps that was
what had drawn Neji to him. The knowledge the Shikamaru was, like him, tiring
of the uncertainties, the pressure, the feelings of loneliness and distance
from others.
Shikamaru
eyes spoke of a hundred emotions Neji was too naive to name, too unschooled in
the realities of life to categorize.
Neji closed
the door of the apartment and edged closer. As if approaching a shy animal - Deer, supplied his wayward thoughts, like you�re approaching a proud Stag in the
forest.
Neji didn�t
have the heart to tell them to shut up. They were quite accurate. Shikamaru was
a proud man, despite his laid back attitude. �
�Shikamaru,�
said Neji, tentatively. �Is it really under control?�
Shikamaru
became serious, his eyes and his demeanor. �Yes. It�s under control.�
Neji
lowered his eyes. The Nara�s response held a note of finality. It was a
difficult topic to discuss, and risky because it dealt with an A-rank mission.
He knew it
was risky, but Gai was always right about these things, even if Neji didn�t
like to admit it.
Whether
Shikamaru wanted to admit it or not, he needed help. He needed someone to tell
him what he didn�t want to hear.
Shikamaru
was not a mean person. Shikamaru was a very caring man. Neji had known this
since they were children. While he acted lazy and apathetic, Shikamaru was
always looking out for other. More than almost anyone Neji had ever met, Shikamaru was truly concerned with the needs and wishes
of others.
Shikamaru
wasn�t a bastard. If anything, he was too damn giving.
�By blowing men in an alley way? Men who have a lover waiting for them at home?� Men who are not yours, and don�t give you
what you need? That�s your idea of controlled?�
The Shadow
Users face hardened. His eyes portrayed his guilt, his agony over his own
actions. �That�s none of your business, Neji.�
Weakness
exposed, and knowing that Shikamaru may never speak to him again afterwards,
Neji pressed on.
��Even if I wasn�t your friend, Shikamaru, I
would still feel the need to counsel you on this.� Neji pinned the younger man
with his gaze. �Doesn�t it make you feel guilty, knowing that Raidou is waiting
for Genma to come home to him?�
�Damn it,
Neji, stay the fuck out of it.�
Neji closed
his eyes. Either Shikamaru would listen and change his behaviour, or he would
decide to hate him. Either way, Neji would try to make the other man see
reason.
Naruto had
done that for him once. When Neji was twisted up in his own negative emotions,
and hurting those around him, Naruto had stood up to him, fought against Neji�s
preconceptions, and Neji was better for it.
If nothing
else, he wanted to help Shikamaru in the same way.
��You can�t tell me you don�t feel guilty about
it afterwards. You can�t tell me you like taking another man�s lover away. You
can�t tell me you�re proud of yourself. If you did, I wouldn�t believe you,
Shikamaru.�
The glare
was furious. Shikamaru locked his eyes to the wall, away from Neji�s. The older
Nin was too damn perceptive for Shikamaru�s liking.
�It is not
your concern,� said Shikamaru, voice tight like a high tension wire.
�It�s
everyone�s concern, Shikamaru. You�re War Leader. Such actions leave you
exposed to blackmail, and such weaknesses leave the village open for betrayal.�
�I said
it�s not your concern!� yelled Shikamaru.
�I
disagree. You are a leader of our village, Shikamaru, whether you like it or
not, and you actions affect more than just your own life.� Neji voice was
controlled, unlike the Nara, who was becoming increasingly agitated.
This is a
conversation the Nara didn�t want to have. That was obvious. It was also
the conversation the Nara needed to
have.
��What you�re doing is beneath you, Nara-Sama,
and it would be remiss of me to allow it to continue.�
�Beneath
me?� growled Shikamaru. �You think that it�s beneath my station, Hyuuga? Am I
messing with you view of the village elders? Cause if that all it takes to
shake you, I�d counsel you not to get
a high station. You entire view of the world would be shattered.�
Neji pursed
his lips. Shikamaru was not known for being mean. That meant he was close to
the heart of the matter.
�No,� he
said quietly, �I mean it is beneath you.
Shikamaru. You�re not that person, so what pain must
you be in to sink to such a low? What torment must you be under to bring you to
that point?�
�PAIN? TORMENT? What the hell, Hyuuga, did suddenly turn all 13
year old angsty on us again? Do you think this is all
fate? Some epic poem where the Hero is tortured by his own regrets? This is not
you twisted land of Good and Evil, Hyuuga, this is reality,
and in reality, things don�t always live up to you high and mighty ideals.�
Neji closed
his eyes again. He could see the pain, the guilt, lurking just beneath the
surface, as sure as if it was Chakra in the vision of his Byakugan.
�You have
other options, Shikamaru.� Neji pinned the Nara with his eyes, willing them to show
his resolve. �I will help you.�
Shikamaru
frowned like a gum-less old man. �Damn you, Hyuuga. You
fraud. You think I don�t know that the Hokage sent you after me? You
think I don�t know that you�ve been following me? That you�ve been looking at
me like a piece of meat?�
Neji
blinked at the accusation. How did he- ?
�I�m not
stupid Hyuuga. The Hokage sent you to spy on me; damn it, and now you�re being
a dirty pervert and following me around hoping I�ll give you a damn blow job.
Fuck off. I don�t need you.�
�My
missions are not your concern, Shikamaru.�
�Rich,
Hyuuga. You mission are not my concern, but my life is yours? I�ll tell you
when your missions are my damned concern - when they have you following me like
a dog wanting to hump my damn leg.�
Neji
exerted the full extent of his clan�s training on his spine and extended his
profile to its fullest. Hard eyes viewed the Nara, not quite a sneer curving his
lips.
��If you had your lips around my cock, Nara, you would be humping my leg.�
Shikamaru
flushed scarlet at the words. �You�re assuming I�d want to blow you, Neji-Kun.�
�If you
really didn�t like the attention, Shikamaru-kun,
I�d be arrested by now.�
With a turn
only executable by a high clan member, and a hair toss that was still
remarkably masculine, Neji stalked to the door.
��Get back here, Hyuuga, we�re not done. Or
should I make a complaint directly to your clan leader?�
Neji paused
in stride, refusing to turn. �You�re assuming, a) that he doesn�t know already,
and b) that he�ll care.�
�What does
it take to be executed by Curse Seal?� sneered the Nara, stony faced despite his blush.
Neji turned
his head towards the Nara. �Oh, I don�t know, perhaps you�ll have to explain
the whole thing to him. Assuming, of course, that he doesn�t
know already.�
The
expression on Shikamaru�s face was stark and calculating. The pony tail dipped
backwards as Shikamaru�s head tilted towards the ceiling. A viscous smiled
warped his features.
�Lazy old
man is he? Sent you here to collect his newest interest? Is your Uncle a dirty
old man sending you to pick up his latest conquest?�
Neji�s skin
was besieged by odd sensations. Hot from anger and cold from lust, it pulled
taunt against the bones of his face, the bones in his hands and wrists. Neji
had been questioning his sanity from the beginning of this horrible episode in
his life but now he reached the point where questioning was no longer
necessary.
Now he knew
that whatever was driving him had succeeded in driving him mad.
�That was
your first mistake,� said Neji, standing frozen in an attempt to reign in his
emotions.
A full turn
had him facing the younger man once more. Intent, not quite killing, but damn
close, radiated from his person. His chakra leaked and spiked around him
haphazardly. He took a deep meditative breath, and closed his eyes.
Shikamaru
stood across from him, smirking, victorious.
Neji opened
his eyes. Brilliant, hard crystal of lilac stared back at Shikamaru. Shikamaru
had never seen that particular shade in a Hyuuga�s eyes before, but then, he�d
never seen a Hyuuga so angry.
Neji
smirked. Not his usual, I�m-better-than-you-mortal smirk, no, this was a smirk
that would put Uchiha Itachi to
shame. Back still impossibly straight, the Hyuuga advanced.
Shikamaru
took a step back.
The smirk
grew in power and intensity. �That was your second, Nara.�
Shikamaru waivered slightly before choosing to
hold his ground.
They were both trapped by the other gaze, both waiting tensely for the other to
move.
Shikamaru
must know that he was playing with fire. He�d seen Neji during the Chuunin
Exams, seen how he responded to Naruto�s challenge. Did the Nara have a plan? Was he playing Neji?
Was the Nara still in control, still planning?
Neji�s
blood boiled. Damn him, the bastard, how
can he still be clear headed? The bastard�s playing me.
Angry at Nara�s cool head and exhilarated by the
challenge, Neji held his ground. He waited patiently for the Nara to lose his temper. Neji was sure
the younger man would break first.
Shikamaru
took a stepped forward, recovering his lost ground.
�You think
you can take me on, Hyuuga?� taunted Shikamaru.
Neji lips curled
in response, a masquerade of a smile. �And that was your third.�
Neji moved
with a speed the Shikamaru had never anticipated, faster than seen from Lee or
Gai. A short burst, only five feet, and Neji was directly in front of him,
gripping his wrists and grinding tender bones together.
�I think I
could take you, Nara. And I think you�d like it.�
�You just
want me to blow you!� shouted Shikamaru, fear finally kicking in. Neji may not
be as smart as himself, but in combat he was the better Shinobi, and they both
knew it.
Neji
smirked unkindly, gripping the other man�s wrist so that he couldn�t form
seals. Shikamaru was reliant on his Shadow Techniques in combat. Without the
ability to form the seals, Shikamaru would be near powerless.
Neji was ok
with that.
�Do I?
You�re sure of that?�
�You�re a
fucking perv who�s been stalking me and messing with
my life, Neji, and you�re going to stop it,� growled Shikamaru. �I can�t
understand why me blowing you is so fucking interesting, but you�re going to
stop this insanity before people start to notice more than you mooning over
me!�
Shikamaru
panted softly after his speech. The dirty words from the Nara�s mouth were like wet silk over
Neji�s skin. The Nara�s body was so close he could feel heat against him.
The younger man�s scent crept into his senses and lodged itself there.
It was what
pushed Neji over the edge. He�s musings and fantasies hadn�t included
Shikamaru�s intoxicating scent, rich in earthy, cinnamon tones.
�For a
smart man, you�re really quite stupid,� he murmured.
Shikamaru
snorted in Neji�s face. �At least I�m not acting like a fool because I want
someone�s mouth on my cock. That�s what this is all about, isn�t it? You want
me to blow you but you don�t have the balls to ask for it.�
Shikamaru�s
lips were so close to Neji�s that the older man could feel the change in air
currents when Shikamaru formed the words. So close Neji would only need to
shift his weight slightly to close the gap and claim his lips.
�No,� whispered Neji onto the Nara�s lips. �I want you beneath me, moaning,
burning for me to be inside you. I want you begging, moaning, stripped bare and
asking for more. I want you on your knees, at my mercy, at my will and in my
damn bed. I want you on the floor, on the table, on the fucking window sill,
you idiot. I want you screaming my name and begging for more.�
Neji closed
the gap between his lips and Shikamaru�s. He shifted the Nara�s hands behind him and pinned the
younger man�s wrested to the hollow of his lower back.� This forced Shikamaru closer to him. Neji was
relentless. He kissed Shikamaru possessively, aggressively. Anger and passion
were so closely intertwined, Neji wasn�t sure if he was kissing Shikamaru to
force him to back down, or to convince him to give in.
He broke
the kiss and used the odd placement of Shikamaru arms to unbalance the younger
man. The wall was only a foot away. Neji braced Shikamaru�s weight with this
forearms on the other hips and lifted him of the ground long enough to pin him
against the wall.
Shikamaru�s
body hit the wall abruptly, ceasing all movement, and making Neji crash into
the subject of his insanity.
He shifted
his grip on the younger mans wrists, and pinned him over his head. Shikamaru
rested his back against the wall, panting and flushed. Neji pressed into him
and slide his knee between the younger man slightly parted legs.
The whole
damn world stopped. For a mere fraction of a second, Neji�s entire universe
shrank to one undeniable fact.
Shikamaru
was hard.

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A/N - The
scene with Genma and Raidou is for sarisia , who
raised a very good point about Genma�s behaviour. I wanted to clarify that
Genma role in all this. Genma wasn�t
being a bastard, or cheating on Raidou.
Two Cliff
hangers in a row, I know, I�m cruel, but the next chapter should make it worth
it.
Something I
realized when posting on y-gallery, Hinabi�s age may
seems out of wack to people if they think Hinabi is
in the academy while the other are at the Chuunin exams.
Hinabi is
first seen in the pre-skip as a child, training with Hiashi. I�m taking the
line that the children of clan are trained by the clan before they enter the
academy, and since Sasuke was at the academy when his family was massacred, I�m
taking the academy training much like primary school, which would be from about
5-6 to about 11-12.
Timeline
wise, I�ve taken Hinabi to be 4 when they enter the Chuunin exams the first
time. That makes her old enough to lose the toddler look, but young enough to
still be pre-academy.
This story
takes place with Neji and Naruto being 20, which would make Hinata and
Shikamaru 19, and Hinabi 12, meaning she�s about to graduate.
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